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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 5:12 am
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Welp, everybody. Next paycheck, buying that expensive a** $1,500+ laptop I need. Once I get that in, I'll actually be going back to recording again. Till then, I want to write AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE, and keep up the flow even when I do get the laptop in.
SO, I came up with an Idea as MOTIVATION.
I am posting this in almost all the guilds I am in. Give me either a Beat, a Topic, or an already existing Verse that you have made, and I will write something to it.
Please keep in mind that I do not rap about things I know nothing of (mostly), so when it comes to things such as "gangster life" or "drugs", I won't be doing topics like that.
Feel free to type freestyles in here also, it'll help my creative flow as well. Lastly, give me feedback! I think I'm improving, which is very good. Check out my Journal if you want to read my freestyles and rap battles.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 8:36 am
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 10:06 am
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Instrumental : Tupac's "Keep Ya' Head Up"
Keep ya'...head up, and make sho' ya' shoulders are strong. You gotta'...shoulda' the wrong, correct it untill it's gone. That's why I spit it out in lyrics, put it out in my songs. Makin' sure the troubled hear it, let 'em know they not alone. 'Cause trials are just miles that we can manage with time. Just put on a smile proud while showin' you're subscribed to God. Grab the mic, tight, and put your life into what you write. And then you might brightin' the life of one in the same fight. s**t, if education is the key, then so many are locked out. If dumbness was punches, then bunches would be knocked out. There was the door of opportunity, and so many just walked out. A life of peace and prosperity, so why so many clocked out? I promised to spit with conscience by lots and many. And wander away from nonsense like pac and biggie. No diss, I just won't live a life of hate, and end it on that basis. Lifes more precious than that, too many lovers, things, and places. We all are created the same, visioned by the one who makes us. Life was made from the one above, so love it's many faces.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 8:00 pm
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I was feelin yours 4real. cool I made another one but it's not as good as the 1st one i posted. It goes off the "ready or not" beat from "the fugees" I call it young thug love. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJ6g6pmN6Yo I'm gonna find my girl because im her master like a guru She lost her virtue, my loving has her up all night no curfew This pickle deals(dills) you, Youn's lyrics are so sour like mildew Your body is a recruit, and my private won't hesitate to drill you I'll never kill my boo, but my sex is something that she'd die for If she wants more, my love gun does a drive by at her front door Believe me, our nighttime ******** never ends She only calls me buddy because my d**k is her best friend I know i offend, but that's my definition of young thug love Its addicting, non restricting, like your cabinet full of strong drugs No hugs, from me only pounding in the bed Call it fight night, time for her to have a battle with my d**k head When i c** its the best she's ever had It makes us both glad, that's why we never go to sleep mad.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 11:41 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 10:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 5:12 pm
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